Thursday, October 18, 2012

Day 18 - A might fortress is our Mags

She sleeps in the top windowed bunk of a dollhouse bed. It is her own private haven, a retreat for the only introvert in a family of six. She has filled it with so many pillows and blankets and stuffed animals that on the admittedly rare occasion when I climb up there for the intense feat of changing her sheets I giggle the entire time.

At night when she cries out Mama in her sleep I reach my hand through the window and grope amongst the lumps until I find a little head or arm to comfort. 

She sighs and slips away again.

Oh, how I love this baby girl.


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